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Authors note: This imagine has a MAJOR plot twist! If you don't like imagines like that, then you should skip this one and stay tuned for the next imagine and/or preference. This could be a trigger causing imagine. Read at your own behalf. Thanks for reading and be sure to vote, follow, and comment!! (:

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Your P.O.V

I was standing in line at Magcon waiting to meet none other than the Taylor Caniff. Hundreds of screaming fangirls were in front of me, all prettier than me, in my opinion. Heck I just wanted my selfie with Taylor and maybe even a kiss on the cheek, but why would he want me? I'm so insecure about myself, why am I even here? Just then I snapped out of my thoughts when this basic person knocked me down to the ground. Rude much?

Taylor P.O.V

I just took met this fan that thought I was Cameron. WHY ARE YOU HERE IF YOU DONT EVEN KNOW MY NAME???? All of a sudden I heard a swarm of gasps and someone say "ouch" loudly. Then this big chick screamed at the floor "get out of here you ugly whore." Rude ass bitch. I jumped off the stage and got out of security's boundaries. I walked over to the crowd and as I tried to get over to the fan on the ground, all these other girls tried to pull me back but I wouldn't let them hold me back. I had one thing on my mind and that was to get this fallen girl off the floor and some where safe.

Your P.O.V

I looked up and there was Taylor grabbing onto my arm.

"Are you okay?" he asked. "Yeah I think so." I replied back rubbing my head. "Come with me." he said walking away holding my arm. He took me back stage to this big black box looking thing. He sat me on top of the box and got me a little bag of ice. He placed the ice on my head. I flinched at the coldness of the ice pack. "I'm sorry, babe. Are you any better?" he asked with sympathy. "I'm better now." I said looking up into his big brown eyes. I looked down at the ground blushed. "Why are you blushing beautiful?" he asked putting his hands on my shoulders. "No guy has ever called me beautiful before, or been this nice to me." I said looking up at him giving him a half smile. "Well I'm the first and I better be the last to say that." he stated. "What do you mean?" I asked. "What I mean is you're too perfect to let go. I forgot to ask, what's your name?" he stated. "Y/N... Y/N Y/L/N" I replied. "Well Y/N why don't we go get something to eat and get to know each other better?" he said, I agreed.

We walked outside the arena and came across this cross walk. The sign said that pedestrians could walk across. Taylor went in front of me because I knelt down to tie my shoe. When I stood up Taylor was in the middle of the intersection doing the 'Nae Nae.' All of a sudden, this big moving truck came and hit him.

"TAYLOR OH MY GOD BABY TALK TO ME!!!!!" I screamed. He didn't respond. I called 911 and they rushed him to the hospital. I sat beside him as he was in the ICU. I looked at his lifeless body and started to cry. I felt his hand move against mine. I looked up at him.

"Y/N... never forget... this night... I barely know you.... but... it seems like I've known you for a lifetime.... I...love....y-you." he said before the line on the heart monitor went flat. My heart sank. "Taylor... TAYLOR. NO TAYLOR PLEASE NO!!!! YOU'RE THE BEST THING THAT EVER HAPPENED TO ME!!! PLEASE.... PLEASE." I screamed and fell to the floor still holding on to his hand. The doctors filed into the room and brought me into the waiting room. I kept blaming myself. If I had not tied my shoe, this wouldn't have happened. Just then I saw all of the Magcon boys walking down the hall to go see him. The doctors said that he didn't make it. Most of them fell to the ground and started crying. I wanted to say goodbye to him, but I couldn't. The others didn't know who I was. As I was walking away, I heard one of the boys ask how it happened and someone replied back "some ugly fan fell and he took her backstage and I guess she beat him up or something." then the doctor said "he was hit by a truck." I didn't go back. The phrase "some ugly fan" kept playing over and over in my head. I walked out of the hospital and began walking towards the horizon. I looked up at the sky and said "one day Taylor. we can be together.. forever.. just not today."